Dallas, you cannot be serious! These boutiques have got to be a joke right? Store after store of so bad they became actually awesome. How can you have so many adorably designed independently owned restaurants and have such gawd awful taste in women’s clothes, all in the same neighborhood? We will work on this together, I promise. Other than that Dallas is being great friend, today I lay in the cool water of the bright blue pool listening to not a soul in sight. That is magical! In New York I was never alone, especially at a pool on a nice day. There was the quiet hum of the central AC unit, the rustling of the tree leaves and the beautiful songs of the summer birds. Big D, today you are healing my heart.